This year marked my twentieth NCRWA Annual Conference and Exhibition, and throughout those events, I have experienced a wide array of bumblings, equipment malfunctions, ghostly happenings in classrooms, strange beings wandering the hallways, and equipment disappearances. I learned throughout the years to just expect the unexpected and try to go with it, and solve as quickly as possible whatever the problem happens to be. There are more employees this year than any other, so understandably thanks to hard work on everyone’s part, things seemed to go about as smoothly as I can remember them going, that is except for a couple of probably unnoticed events, and if I don’t write at least one down, I am afraid it will pass into oblivion.
As in past years, I worked on the golf course helping to set up and get players registered, then I usually take a cart and cover half of the course, taking pictures of the players and making sure everything is going smoothly. This year our Director, Daniel Wilson, was situated out on one of the holes that was sponsored by one of our vendors, without a golf cart, meeting each of the players and taking a shot with each team as they played through. My travel through that half of the course took me to the hole that Daniel was manning. While waiting for players to come through and taking a few pictures, Daniel and I chatted a little, and soon I started to move on. When I asked if he needed anything, he said “no, just don’t leave me out here.” I went back to the clubhouse and had some lunch and waited for everything to wind down. I know that one other employee went out to pick up Daniel, but he wasn’t ready to come back in yet. I had a conversation with another employee and we reasoned that when the guys went out to pick up the sponsor signs, they would pick up Daniel also, so I helped get everything wrapped up at the clubhouse, never gave it another thought. Back at my room, I had the sort of half thought, I hope Daniel didn’t get left on the golf course.
Well, you guessed it. When I saw Daniel later that night I jokingly said to him, “Glad to see you here. I was hoping you didn’t get left out on the golf course.” To hear him tell the story gave me a great laugh, and he was a good sport to repeat it. You see, I guess he hadn’t had enough golf for the day, so as the teams started to dwindle down and no one else was in site, he wandered to other holes to hit a few more shots. Well, he wandered out of site of the sign that was posted on the hole where he had been stationed, and when he returned, the sign was gone. Employees had come through and picked up the sign and never saw Daniel, so he did get left. He wound up walking with his clubs back to his car, so not much damage done except for the fact that it makes for a great story that will probably follow him always, especially since I’m having it published on our blog.